Marcel Jazy
He was a great character! But then I love Jean-Louis Trintignant's performances and I think he turns everything he touches into gold. He was so cool as the sexy, well-spoken, bon vivant CIA agent organising executions of rebels and probably innocent civilians. If everyone in the CIA were as cool as Jazy, they wouldn't need PR men to defend their image of gross violators of international laws and human rights
And I think his final speech is very interesting:
I like you people, but you are sentimental shïts. You fall in love with the poets. The poets fall in love with the Marxists. The Marxists fall in love with themselves. The country is destroyed with rhetoric, and in the end we are stuck with tyrants.
Sadly I must agree with him. Writers, thinkers and philosophers often side with left-wing governments even after they learn they're committing attrocities. They're naturally swayed by the rhetoric and the fervor of revolution to the point they become apologists of war and humanitarian crimes. Milan Kundera, who fled Czechslovakia after the Soviet invasion, wrote a fine novel about this matter, called Life Is Elsewhere, about an inept young poet who rises in the Party because he sings of the Party.
Personally as someone who holds left-wing convictions, I find this one of the greatest embarassments in the history of left-wing politics. We should apply self-scrutiny in the way we apply moral scrutiny to right-wing dictatorships.
This world is a comedy to those that think, a tragedy to those that feel. share